03/17/2021
☝🏾 what my current asana practice looks like. I was hoping for a nice release of some tears on my mat tonight but they never made it up.
This would only sound like an odd request if you’ve never had the kind of emotional release that yoga asana can provide. My first few years of practicing and teaching were mostly about the physical part. The emotional, mental and spiritual layers always lingered below that physical surface just waiting for me to dive in.
I’d receive little glimpses here and there especially navigating motherhood, marriage, and big life changes. Most of those glimpses were short lived back then because of my fears to really know myself fully, to lean into my intuition instead of quiet her the way I had coped most of my life.
I’ve spent thousands of hours on a yoga mat searching for connection with myself dancing through these postures while Self was always there. Fast forward years later I still show up here moving through postures but more so moving PRĀNA, up ☝🏾 and down 👇🏾every breath is intentional. There’s no fight or force in my practice. I show up, sometimes i move, sometimes i sit, always listening, with no expectation, just trusting the process.
I’m grateful that my yoga mat can be as vast as an ocean for me to dive in whenever I feel up for it.
Tonight was the first time I had done asana in months and
No tears, but also no tears 🥰
3.17.21
